She couldn't though - He'll know. He always knew. And it wasn't something that He liked. She'd tried to sneak it past Him before but it was like He ha... a sixth sense for that kind of thing. In the beginning she had tested His patience but He'd always caught her and she'd been punished. Not badly, at least not at first. The last time however...She lay down on her bed, naked but for the collar He'd given her, legs splayed and her right hand pressed against her mound. Her left hand trailed along. A while later, a black guy came up and asked me to dance.He was pretty tall and with a big smile; I accepted his offer and he led me to the dance floor. During a slow song, he held me tight and put his hands on my buttocks, pulling me into him. I could feel his cock growing against my heating crotch and I was ready for him to take me some where right then but instead he took me to his table and introduced me to his friends. I sat down amongst them, close to my new friend Barry.He ordered me. The boys fussed, the women exchanged last words, the men added up plans. And soon the carriage was on its way.Inside, Sam held his wife, a hand splayed on her middle protectively. Turning a radiant face to him, she smiled and kissed his firm lips.They arrived in Oxford a day before the professor. The Hayleys invited him for dinner, and Sam thought it an opportune time to apprise them of the latest developments. Despite their utter surprise, they cheered the newlyweds and proved accommodating in. The group as a whole laughed as Rico blushed.“I promise Doc, no new conquest stories...” He replied.“Thank you. So, with that, is there anyone that would like to start?” She asked.Trisha watched as people spoke up and ran the gauntlet of subjects they wanted to talk about. One retired navy man from Vietnam talked about how his unit was having a 50-year reunion but he wasn’t sure he would go. Another man stood and reminded him about all the shit they went through together. Another asked how many.